Fics like The Blood Inside of Ewe

It is enormous beyond comprehension, its body swelling and contracting in slow, rhythmic motions. Red fleece hangs from it in soaked, matted coils, dripping thick fluid that drops into the darkness below; faintly, Girl swears she hears a very distant splash. Its multiple limbs—some human, some hooved—bend at wrong angles, joints too numerous, too heavy. Its ribcage expands and compresses like bellows, each breath rattling through the chamber with a low, thunderous vibration. Its mouth hangs slightly open, strings of saliva stretching between rows of dull, grinding teeth. How had she missed it standing there? Its head turns. Eyes ignite in the darkness—burgeoning, glowing pits filled with something deeper than anger. Recognition. Its long tongue lolls outward, slick and dark, tasting the air before slowly slurping back into its mouth. The sound echoes wetly through the chamber. When it exhales, the breath that washes over her is hot and fetid, carrying decay and grief and something ancient. “Little one,” says the Lamb. Down in the guts, the Lamb and the Sheep Beast talk. Was there ever any difference between them?

Fics like The Blood Inside of Ewe

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